Chapter 5
Jill
"I couldn't believe my eyes. My beautiful wife was lying in our bed with someone else. It jolted me, I'll tell you that for sure. A thousand thoughts crowded my mind as I walked slowly toward the bed. How long had it been going on? How had I failed her without knowing it? Where had she met her new lover? How was it possible I had never found out about it before?
"Then I learned the awful truth. The person lying so peacefully under the covers with my wife in deep sleep, with legs and arms intermingled with wild abandon, was a person my wife had first met sixteen years before. And I had been very instrumental in introducing them. I snatched off the covers in a cold rage, only to discover that the person in bed with my wife was our sixteen-year-old daughter]
"I wanted to believe there was some mistake. There was just no other thing for me to think. I desperately wanted to interpret what I saw before me in some other way but it honestly didn't seem possible. My wife's long black hair was fanned over the pillow and the dark-tipped points of her breasts jutted out almost insolently. That's the kind of beauty she had always possessed-wild, proud, a little vain. And my daughter, my lovely teenage daughter, was lying cradled in her arms. Her hair, also black, was worn in her usual style of thick pigtails and her long slim legs were smooth and healthy as a young sapling as they disappeared under the bottom part of the covers. But her breasts were in direct contact with my wife's. And her hand was lying between my wife's legs at the graceful junction of her thighs. My wife had her arm around Jill, my daughter, and her sleeping hand was cupped sensuously around the firm, protuberant breasts of our pretty sixteen-year-old daughter.
"As for clothes, there weren't many. Even when my wife Joana sleeps with me she almost always wears some sort of night dress. That night she was absolutely naked. And Jill wore only a very skimpy pair of panties that served to attract attention to her adolescent groin rather than to cover it up. A few tightly curled coal-black hairs escaped from the leg bands of the panties. Her bra was lying on the floor beside the bed and my wife's was thrown carelessly over a chair. Normally the sight of Joana's cast-off underwear was a very stimulating sight for me. The undergarments she wore were always scented with her favorite fragrance and when I smelled it I knew she must be taking her clothes off for bed. I looked closely at the two attractive sleeping females and wondered how in the world it was possible for a thing like this to happen.
"Joana sure never had shown the slightest attraction for another female before, and it was damned hard for me to believe what I was looking at. I made a quick decision as I stood over the two of them. I decided I'd leave fast so they wouldn't know I'd been home-I wasn't expected that night anyway-and not tip my hand about what I'd seen. Then I'd just play it cool and see if I could notice anything going on between them while I was home. I did one more thing, too. I'm a pretty good amateur photographer so I rigged up a color movie camera set to cover the entire bedroom when I was gone overnight on business trips. I fixed it up the next day while they were both out and waited to see what would happen from it.
"I was in town for two days before I had to leave on business again and during that time I wasn't able to notice a thing different about Joana and Jill. I had a nice hot fuck session with Joana both nights I was in and each time she was just as affectionate and sexy as ever ... which is a hell of a lot. Even though I've been married to her for seventeen years I still get a really big charge out of laying the meat to her and from the best I'm able to tell she still digs me the same way.
"I didn't notice anything different about Jill, either. She's an awfully cute girl and has a lot of boyfriends ... another thing which made it hard for me to believe she'd ever have any lesbian feelings-and for the days I was home she was as sweet and innocent as ever. Well, almost. I mean when a girl looks as sexy as my sixteen-year-old daughter, it's pretty difficult for her to look very innocent. She doesn't dress like a slut or anything, you know. She doesn't try to show off what she's got. But, by God, she's really built fine, if I do say that about my own daughter. Resembles her mother when she was that age a hell of a lot. She seemed to be doing fine in school and didn't appear to have any problems other than maybe which outfit to wear on her next date.
"Okay, so I left them just as I always had, with one exception. This time my color movie camera was concealed to take pictures of everything that happened in the bedroom while I was gone. When I came back and sent the film out for developing I got the surprise of my life. The camera shop called, sort of embarrassed like, and said, 'Sorry, buddy, but we don't develop film like this. You'll have to take this to some specialty place, know what I mean?' The guy definitely had a leer in his voice.
"I guess I should have expected something like this considering what I saw with my own eyes that night, but I suppose I really didn't believe it and just unconsciously thought the camera would have nothing but routine stuff on it.
"When I did get the film developed I ran the film for myself and was amazed at what I saw. The only thing wrong was that I hadn't gone to the trouble to record the sound, so I couldn't tell what they were saying to-each other. The 'they' that I'm talking about was my wife Joana and my daughter Jill, too. No doubt about that! I was hurt, embarrassed and humiliated by what I saw for the next several minutes but I have to admit another feeling too. I was ... well, I was extremely aroused. It made me feel dirty to get hot and bothered from seeing such stuff but it made me feel good too. Real good.
"First I watched the home screen and saw my wife milling around getting ready for bed. Pretty routine but somehow very interesting, too. I mean hell, she is my wife and after seventeen years she doesn't have many secrets from me, physical or otherwise. But it was very sexy to see her padding around and taking her clothes off and stuff on a movie screen. She stripped as far as her slip and then things really started happening. Jill came into the room. And she was wearing nothing but her panties and brassiere. I told myself there was nothing unusual about a teenage girl coming into her mom's room in her bra and panties. But what could I tell myself when I saw a certain strange smile in my wife's eyes when she turned to greet her and then saw her kiss Jill. Not on the cheek either. Smack on the mouth! From then on I really sat up and took notice.
"I'm used to seeing Joana in her scanty undies all the time but to see my sixteen-year-old daughter in hers is an entirely different thing. A guy can overlook thinking about his own daughter as a ... well, as a young attractive woman. So long as he just sees her with all her clothes on. But sitting there looking at Jill in her thin, bikini-style panties and a bra that barely held her in forced me to look at her as a woman. Her hair is the same dark black color as Joana's but she wears it a lot longer, about down to the middle of her back and usually in schoolgirl-type braids. The night this film was running she looked very different. Her hair was all combed out and it looked thick and sexy like one of those TV ads for shaving lotion.
"After Joana kissed her she sat down on the bed and watched while Jill kept walking back and forth in front of her. She was apparently modeling a bunch of new underwear she'd just gotten for school. She'd run in and out of the room and each time she'd be wearing something different. From a father's point of view I thought all the stuff she was wearing was much too 'old' for her. Much too sophisticated. It made her look like a real man-killer. Like a vamp. But from a man's point of view, forgetting I was her father, she simply looked sexy as all get-out. I'd always known in some remote corner of my mind that my daughter was blessed with a rather stunning figure but to see it with nothing on but all that slinky underwear made me really eyeball her lush young curves. There wasn't a damn thing skinny about Jill, and yet her waist was thin enough to just perfectly set off her fine plump tits and ass. Now damnit, wait a minute-I know it sounds indecent for a man to talk about his own daughter like that but after you know everything there is to know about what happened between the three of us maybe you'll understand what I mean.
"Anyway, back to the movie. Jill came in wearing five or six different sets of undies one after another until it was very easy for me to forget that she was my daughter even back then before I knew what was going on. Every time she entered the bedroom she'd make a cute little dip like one of those high-class models who make you want to run up to them and jerk their clothes off before they have a chance to leave the runway.
"Watching Jill was one thing but watching Joana's reaction to Jill's little show was what really flipped me out. She didn't look like a mother at all. The expressions on her face when she saw the almost naked girl were more like you'd expect from a person watching someone of the opposite sex. After the last outfit, Jill stayed in the room looking in the mirror. She stood there twisting one way and then the other and making little adjustments on the bra and panties, then Joana got up and walked over beside her.
"If it hadn't been for what they were both wearing and the sly little looks they were giving each other they would have been just like any other mother helping her daughter make some clothes fit after trying them on. While they were still standing there my wife stood behind her and reached around her, locking her hands together over the cute, dimpled belly of Jill's flat, tanned stomach. Then right before my eyes I saw her hands raise up slow and go right underneath the snug cups of Jill's scanty bra. They exchanged a few words, which made me wish again that I'd included a sound system with the set-up, then my daughter snuggled back against Joana's front and reached both hands backwards behind her. She then slipped her hands into the back of her mother's panties and grasped a firm cheek in each palm.
"They stood there for a few minutes like that just leisurely fondling each other, Jill's hands on Joana's butt and Joana's hands underneath Jill's bra kneading the abundant flesh of her tits. I really felt strange about what I was seeing because seeing my wife dressed like that and acting sexy made me want to fuck her even though the person she was acting sexy with was our daughter Jill. As for Jill, I'd never really thought of her before as a sex object but after the little panty and bra show she'd been putting on, which let me see the succulent naked flesh that I'd overlooked before because I was her father, I had feelings about her that I really wasn't ready to admit to myself at that time.
"Things happened quick after that. My wife sank slowly down to the floor behind Jill and let her hands run down her stomach and legs.
She wasn't bashful about letting her fingers get a nice feel of Jill's panty-covered crotch on the way down either. Then Jill turned around and they said something to each other. Joana reached up and calmly peeled down the thin material of the panties. As I watched I saw, for the first time since she had been anything like an adult, the completely naked mound of my kid's pussy. Kid, hell! I knew for a fact she was only sixteen but she looked like some voluptuous movie star in her twenties. I couldn't take my eyes off the coal-black curls that completely concealed the sweet red slit I knew had to be under there somewhere.
"As if what I'd seen so far hadn't been enough to shock the hell out of a husband and father, Joana worked the panties all the way down to Jill's ankles and then grabbed her behind-the knees and slowly drew her tanned body downwards until Jill was straddling my wife from the front and her dark, curly crotch was right in front of Joana's face. The look on my daughter's face as I saw her mother plaster her mouth hungrily against the curls and work her head back and forth like a playful pup was different from any look I had ever seen on Jill's face before.
"Then they turned sideways and I could actually see my wife's wet red tongue-the same tongue that had given me so many beautiful lick jobs on my cock-slip into the dark curls and lose itself completely in the secret slit that was beyond my vision. Joana worked on her then so actively that all I could see was a beautiful blur of rounded tits and long tanned limbs with my wife's thick head of hair covering the lovely soft groin of our daughter. It was very clear that Jill was starting to come then and when she did they both bucked and grabbed each other for dear life. Both of them were damp with sweat from tits to toes and flushed with red through their smooth tans.
"Then, damnit, they headed toward the bed but as they walked by the wall switch Joana flipped it off and I had to sit there for thirty minutes watching a black screen and knowing that what was going on there was impossible for me to see. A funny thing happened though-since I couldn't see anything I just sort of automatically used my imagination and discovered it was sexy as hell to just think about what they must be doing even though I couldn't see it at all.
"As I shut off the projector I decided right then I was going to have to bring it out into the open and talk to them both about it no matter how embarrassing or awkward it might be. That night when we were all three home at the same time I did exactly that. But it turned out to be a lot more than just talk. A hell of a lot more!"
The highly unique relationship between Jill and her mother and the effect that was brought to bear on her father, Davy Tonner, during their confrontation that night will shortly be delved into in the thorough manner demanded by the nature of their activities. But it is at this point in our overview of the situation that we must oblige ourselves to examine this case history within the context of the findings of authorities in the field.
In Strange Customs of Courtship and Marriage, by William J. Fielding, we find the following reference to incest: "Some authorities find evidence of a close connection between sexual modesty and the aversion to incest, or, perhaps, more strictly a sexual aversion which prevails among members of the same small domestic circle. Bentham stated as a psychological fact that individuals [in families who] see each other and know each other from an age which is neither capable of conceiving desire nor of inspiring it, will see each other with the same eyes to the end of life."
This theory may well explain the reason why Davy was sexually stimulated by his daughter. Since because of civilized clothing customs Davy did not have occasion to look upon the nudity of his daughter after she was no longer a small child, it is as though he had not seen her at all before in the physical sense. From the theory advanced by Bentham we should expect the opposite to have been true if her body had not been concealed from her father during her formative years. But we are unable to draw any meaningful conclusions from Bentham's theory regarding the relationship of the mother with the daughter, however, because homosexuality was not a condition of that particular psychological approach.
But we must not forget the most vulnerable member of the family-Jill, the daughter. It is undoubtedly true that her participation in the incestual relationship was governed very predominantly by the attitudes of one of both parents. That is to say, we may safely conclude that the daughter could not have, of her own volition, instigated any sort of sex contact with a parent unless that parent was the initiator.
In order to more properly assess what the daughter's position may have been let us consult an anthology, The Way of Woman, edited by J. E. Fairchild. In an article by Margaret Mead, "One Aspect of Male and Female," the author states, " ... the crucial time for the acceptance of the girl's femininity is in adolescence. Normally the girl moves through adolescence pleased with becoming a woman...." Since from what we know of Jill's personal appearance and her personality there is no reason for us to assume that her femininity was interpreted by her as being in doubt, nothing indicates that the girl had any problems in this area. But what is important for us to keep in mind is the fact that if any such problems were to arise at any time during the girl's life, it is precisely during her teenage years when we might expect it.
Although the participants themselves do not at any time seem to be concerned about the matter, they should have realized, as we shall now explore, the ever-important legal ramifications of their activities. In Sex-Life and the Criminal Law, by John Roeburt, the author provides much material relevant to our concerns here. The author reminds us, "Incest is a felony subject to penitentiary sentences that vary in severity from state to state. Statutes even vary widely in their concept of what constitutes 'closely related' parties." But since Jill was a natural daughter of both her father and mother we may be sure that there is no equivocation about her status under the law. Any sex contact between her and either parent would definitely constitute incest in any state of the union.
In the same book, Mr. Roeburt points out, "Psychiatrists generally view incest as a problem of medicine rather than the courts-that it should be treated legally as a crime only when children are the victims." At sixteen, Jill can hardly be considered a child within the context of this intention. So we see that the psychiatrists do not always agree with the government prosecutors. He adds, "Psychoanalysts invariably find patients free in all personal revelations other [author Roeburt's italics] than that locked-away and hoarded incest experience haunting memory and imagination. Incestuous relationships between members of a family seldom become court (and public) knowledge. These are things done in secret, and kept secret."
Author Roeburt also has specific information about the homosexual aspects of the case history with which we are now dealing. "Precise statistical studies of female homosexuality present difficulties to the physician and investigator. It is less prominent than among men, less surfaced. [Author Roeburt's italics.] Women have more opportunities for sexual intimacies with members of their own sex than men similarly disposed. Embracing and kissing females is a common sight, inoffensive to the watcher and socially tolerated. The male, even if innocently affectionate, had better limit himself to a handshake."
We may certainly say with impunity that the incestual homosexual relationship between Jill and Joana was indeed not surfaced, to use author Roeburt's terminology, since even their husband and father was for a long time totally unaware of it.
When Davy, the husband, finally discovered enough evidence of the incestual relationship between his wife and daughter to warrant suspicions, a crisis situation arose. It is that point in time to which we now once more refer by presenting the husband's first-person account.
"The night I decided I had to talk to them about it would have been a lot less embarrassing for me if it hadn't been for the stupid thing I did. I couldn't resist reshowing the movie of them for myself. That's where I made my mistake. I was in the den where it's usually safe from interruption by them. Ever since I'd seen that film the first time I'd been looking at both my wife and daughter differently and I'd been thinking about them differently too.
"At night in bed with Joana, for example, I'd find myself picturing how she had looked with her mouth inside our daughter's thighs. And when I'd see Jill around the house I couldn't help but see her in an entirely different light. Even though she would be fully dressed as usual I'd always get this nasty picture of her, this vision of how she had looked in all those scanty undies she was trying on in front of her mom. I wasn't able to accept what they were doing morally at all, but when I would see her that way in my mind it would start giving me a big hard on and always made, me feel very guilty.
"I rigged the projector up in the den and had it going in complete privacy. I found the movie to be twice as exciting as it had been before. Maybe it's because I knew what to expect this time. My cock swelled up in my pants and it got so hard that the sensitive glans started rubbing on my pants and making it worse so I opened my fly just to let it get out in the air and keep it from being irritated. At least that's what I told myself I got it out for. But pretty soon I began jacking myself off while I looked at them on the screen. Damn, but it was really exciting!
"It was so exciting that I didn't realize I'd been there long enough for Joana to come home. There I was beating my meat like mad and in walks Joana. I was so busy with my prick that she was right on top of me before I had the slightest idea that anybody was in the room with me. She had me dead to rights and the only thing I could do was look sheepish. I quickly explained to her where the film came from and what I'd seen earlier that made me suspect that something was going on between them.
"She didn't seem mad or anything. It was strange. I'd lost what command I had over the situation by letting her catch me like this so I couldn't really raise hell about the stuff she'd been doing with Jill when I was beating my meat while I watched it in color on the screen.
"We got through the shit real quick and got down to business. She told me she was glad to see that what they were doing turned me on so much and told me briefly how long they'd been doing it and what started it. But she correctly guessed that my main interest in it was the future of the relationship-and the present. She said, 'You want to fuck her, don't you?'
"I denied it pretty hotly but she just smiled at me and said, 'Come on, you don't have to keep up a front with me, I know damn well she looks good to you there on the screen in her undies or else you wouldn't be playing with yourself."
Then she saw how my cock was still hard sticking out of my pants and said, 'At least let's don't waste this."
"She bent over on her knees and gave me a good tonguing. I was so hot from seeing the movie that I shot off real quick.
"We went up and took a shower together and all the time she was telling me things about Jill like how pretty she was and how they'd been doing things together for almost a year. The more she talked about it the more she broke down my defenses. She told me that Jill was very mature for her age and that she really loved being able to get naked with her and love each other up. We lay on the bed talking about it and I got hard again. She said she had a better idea for working me off than she'd had earlier in the den. Since that was real groovy I didn't know what she meant until she spelled it out for me. What a strange thrill I had then!
"She put her arms around my neck and whispered one word into my ear-our daughter's name.
"She had me hot enough by this time that I was ready to try it. She said it would be more fun to let Jill and me be alone together first before the three of us tried anything at the same time. Everything she was saying sounded pretty wild to me so I just left the whole thing up to her and told her to fix it up. She surprised me by telling me that Jill herself had already thought of having a nice hot time with me and had asked her about it before. She told me to just keep lying on the bed naked with my cock in the air and see what happened.
"I did what she said and in a little while I saw them both come up to the door. Joana had told me to keep my eyes shut and I'd get a nice surprise and I had some idea of what was going on when I heard Jill whisper, 'Gee mom, I'd really groove on it. But if he's asleep, how come his cock is hard like that?'
"Then they both came into the room on tiptoes, which I thought was really dumb but kind of fun too, and I heard Joana say, 'Go ahead and feel it with your hands. He's probably just having a sexy dream. Remember that night you had such a sexy dream that when I came in to see why you were talking in your sleep you grabbed me and kissed me and had us licking each other in your room while your dad was asleep here in this bedroom? He sleeps like a log. So you can do anything you want to him without being afraid. Even if he did wake up for a minute he'd probably just think it had to be a dream and lie there and enjoy it as though it was one."
"Jill sighed and' said, 'I sure do remember that night you came in and found me having that hot dream. We hadn't been doing stuff with each other for very long back then and seeing you there at my bedside with your nice tits pooching out at me made my pussy so wet and hot that I just had to have you touch it. If he's really that sound asleep I'm going to do it. You've met the boys I date from school, mom, and you know how shy most of them are. I've had some of them play with me a little and I told you about the college guy I let bust my cherry after the homecoming game, but I've never sucked a man before and I'm dying to do it!'
"After all that talking the kid was doing I didn't know if she was ever going to get around to doing anything about it or whether she was just going to keep talking about it a few feet away from me and driving me crazy. I really wanted to have my eyes open so I could feast them on her pretty, naked body but I didn't want to ruin things so I had to keep them closed. I didn't really even know if she was actually naked or not, because I only saw her head at the doorway. I just hoped like hell she was naked because seeing her in the movie I took made me want to see her in the flesh like that and to get my hands all over those lovely fat tits and curly pussy of hers.
"They quit talking and I felt the bed sag under her weight. I felt her crawl up to me and then a wispy part of something she was wearing breezed across my knees and thighs. That meant she wasn't naked but it didn't take anything away from what was happening because thinking that she must just be wearing some filmy underclothes or gown or something was every bit as sexy as thinking of her naked.
"Then I felt her hair fall and gently touch my stomach. What a feeling-wow! I knew exactly where her pretty young face must be if her long hair was grazing my stomach and I felt I'd have to reach up and crush her soft front down against me if she didn't go ahead and do something damn soon. I didn't care if it was with her hand, her mouth, or if she just let me have a feel of her arm or even her foot as long as I could just feel her skin against mine. A rush of hot arousal flooded my groin just from thinking about it.
"I heard her break the silence by whispering to Joana, 'Mom! Mom, look at his prick! See how it's throbbing? How come it's doing that all of the sudden?'
"Joana told her, 'I don't know but I'll guarantee you if you put your lips to the head of it it'll jump a lot more."
"I think I must have started sweating then so much that they could've seen the drops of moisture on my skin if they'd have looked close. Then I felt the delicious sensation of her hair again but this time right on the rigid, pulsing head of my stiff, hungry prick. I longed for her wet mouth to give me relief. She put her fingertips lightly against the shaft of it and it was all I could do to keep from thrusting upwards and filling her hand with it then and there. I didn't have to, though. She got up so close to me I could feel her breath on the naked head of it and slowly brought both hands together on it as though she were a little bit scared of it. I thought it was probably the first one she'd seen up close to her face like that and really looked at even though I'd heard her tell her mother she let a boy fuck her once.
"She started rolling it back and forth between her palms without touching the head of it yet, but her long hair would still brush it every once in a while and sometimes I could even feel the warm, humid breath that was being exhaled as she breathed. I felt her shifting around on the bed and enjoyed the thrill of feeling various unidentifiable parts of whatever she was wearing drift lightly across my chest, stomach and thighs. I lay there with the blood pounding and tried to picture what she must be wearing.
"Everything I felt was very gauzy and light except once in a while I'd feel something heavier and thinner like a strap. I thought to myself, 'Jesus! I wonder if she's got those nice big tits of hers hidden away in a bra and is taking it off? No, too good to be true."
"Then I heard Joana say, 'Oh, honey, that's lovely what you're doing now. If he were only awake he'd love to see you doing that. Here, let me take it so it won't be in your way. What a sweet thing for you to do-putting the softest, juiciest part of your body against his prick and rubbing them against it. I'm getting so steamed up from watching what you're doing to him I'm going to have to get myself naked below the waist so I can do a little fingerwork on myself while I watch you."
"Sure as hell, I felt my daughter's bursting globes surround the head of my prick and enclose it entirely in the warm,' fragrant, resilience of them. She might have been sort of milking herself against the tip of my rod because I kept feeling all these fleeting touches of her thumb and forefinger along with her nipples.
"I heard a faint slapping noise somewhere away from the bed and heard Jill whisper, 'Mom, I can't stand much more of this being careful not to wake him up. I'm going to just hope you're right and put my mouth on him."
"I knew already that Joana must really be giving herself a beautiful handjob because of the little slap-slap-slap noises I was hearing and when I heard Jill actually say in her own words that she was going to give me some mouth action it was almost more than I could take. Then the hot lubricated skin of my daughter's mouth closed quickly over the straining head of my cock and I just let go. I didn't know what effect it would have on them but I was so fucking excited that my stiff prick was like a tinderbox-ready to go up in flames the moment it was touched.
"I spewed a hot, hefty load of come into her mouth and felt her leap off the bed and say something in a hissing whisper to Joana as she dashed out of the room. When she was gone, Joana came over to me and playfully poked me in the ribs.
"She said, 'You were so hot you couldn't wait, weren't you? See what happens when you get so hot for it you can't wait? You lose your partner, don't you?'
"I was disappointed that Jill had taken off like that but Joana said not to worry about it, that everything would be okay once she explained to the kid what had happened. She also told me that later on that night we should all three get together without any single games and really love and touch and fuck one another. By that time of course I had worked out all my hang-ups about the incest thing and was more than willing to do what Joana suggested to me. Before Joana left the room I said, 'Hey, are you sure that Jill really believed I was asleep all that time?' All the time Jill had been fooling around with me I found it hard to believe she was actually snowed by our silly little game.
"As Joana went out the door she said, 'I don't know, maybe not. Who cares? It was fun, wasn't it?'
"About ten o'clock that night all three of us got together in the den, and with Joana acting as intermediary between my daughter and I explanations were quickly made and in only a few minutes the new understanding that resulted seemed to create a warm bond of affection among the three of us.
"Besides feeling awfully nice psychologically we were also feeling terrific physically. Both my wife and daughter looked absolutely scrumptious in the cool, crisp sport clothes they were wearing and I knew that the hot shower and shave I had just had had made a new man out of me. Joana had told Jill about the movie and she was clamoring to see it. My first thought was that it would be utter depravity for the three of us to sit together and watch it together. But Joana and Jill made such a convincing protest that I forgot my fears and turned on the projector at once.
"Joana had seen a few minutes of the film earlier in the day but our daughter hadn't and I soon became as interested in seeing how she would react to seeing herself and her mother on the screen as Joana was. When the film reached the part where Jill was modeling her undies in front of Joana our daughter whispered in mock fright, "Uh oh, mom, dad's really going to get to see something here. Remember?'
"Joana replied, 'I sure do. You look so cute in those outfits that I couldn't wait until we turned the light off and got into bed like I usually do. I had to go up and help you make a few little adjustments on what you were wearing and that made me want to adjust a few other things, too."
"Jill squealed, 'Oh yummy! I remember that okay. The things you decided needed adjusting were these things right here."
"I looked at Jill and saw her holding her hands under her own breasts on the outside of her clothes to indicate just what Joana 'adjusted'. The three of us were sitting together on a couch watching the movie and Joana was between Jill and I. When Jill hoisted her hands under her breasts through her blouse it gave Joana an idea. She said to me, 'Davy, I've already told Jill what you were doing in the projection room earlier today while you watched us have our little fun. Look at the screen-the same people you see up there that made you want to masturbate are sitting right here by you now. Of course Jill and I aren't dressed quite the same way as we were in that movie but we are the same two people. Wouldn't it be more fun for you to see the real thing than to watch the screen?'
"Before I could answer my wife, Jill stretched across her lap to where I was sitting and said, 'I have a secret to tell you, dad.' Then she put her lips to my ear and whispered, "The secret is that I hope when you see us both in the flesh it makes you as excited as it did when you watched us on the screen.' Then she darted back to her position on the other side of Joana.
"I was getting into the spirit of things. I said, "There was one particularly bad part to the movie, you know."
"They both turned to me with interest and asked what I meant.
"I told them the worst part was when they turned the lights off on their way to bed and kept me from seeing anymore nice stuff between them.
"Joana turned to me and said in a very insinuating tone of voice, 'Oh, too bad, but the two of us just might be able to present you with a little "re-run" since you missed it the first time around.' She turned to Jill and said, 'Don't you think we could manage that for your dad, honey?'
"Jill said, 'Oh sure! No problem. And just think, mom, dad might like the movie so much he'd want to be in it with us!'
"As my daughter spoke I felt a surge of heat in my pants and felt my cock swell. I didn't really know whether it was because of how enthusiastic Jill was with her suggestion or whether it was from watching the movie, which was still going on in front of us. But I knew whichever it was, the result was going to be the same-an unusually enjoyable evening with my family. My entire family, too.
"My wife pointed to the screen and said, 'Jill, it's coming to the place where the lights go out. Why don't you take off a few of these extra clothes I'm wearing and I'll do the same for you. We can start getting comfy just like we were doing the other night when your dad had the lights go out just before the nicest part of the film."
"Jill hopped up and gave her mother a little kiss on the cheek and started unbuttoning her blouse for her. At the same time Joana reached behind our daughter's back and I saw the short sport dress Jill was wearing start sliding slowly off her softly molded shoulders. Jill removed Joana's blouse and tossed it on the couch beside me, loosening her dress all the way down to her hips as she did so. I don't know what I expected. I guess maybe I thought Jill would be completely naked under her dress, but when I saw that she was wearing a cute frilly slip underneath that concealed everything except the swelling mounds of her cleavage I was somehow more excited than I would have been if she had been in the buff.
"Joana stepped deftly out of the pants Jill had just finished unbuttoning for her and twirled around once in her shoes before kicking them into the corner and tossing an arm around Jill's shoulder. She was wearing fewer undies than Jill-just a bra and panties-so they complemented each other well as they both stood in front of me half naked.
"Jill frowned petulantly and complained, 'Mom, it was more fun when we didn't have on so many clothes and we could get down to the skin faster."
"She stepped closer to Joana and reached behind her, unclasping her brassiere and tossing it lightly onto the couch beside me. My wife's back was to me and as I saw Jill's pleased expression as she looked at Joana's newly naked chest I felt a warm feeling of identification with Jill. She was looking at the same pretty torso that had often made me feel the same excitement and anticipation she obviously was feeling.
"As I saw the two of them get more and more naked in front of me I wondered how I had been able to contain myself as long as I had. I got up and stepped next to Jill. I put my hands on her soft shoulders and said that if she was going to be sweet enough to help her mother but of her clothes I thought the least I could do was help her out of hers. She gave me a big smile and said it would be groovy but she only had one more garment to go and didn't know if it was worth my bother.
"I said, 'You mean you aren't wearing any panties and bra under that slip?'
"When she said she wasn't I felt my cock start acting up again inside my pants. I guess Joana noticed it too because as I took the hem of my daughter's slip and raised it upwards from her knees, Joana stepped up to me with her beautiful naked boobs jouncing in front of her and said, 'Well, well-if you're going to be so gentlemanly about helping your daughter like that, maybe you deserve a little assistance yourself.' As I raised Jill's slip all the way up and off over her head I felt my wife's hands on my belt buckle and after a few practiced movements she had them loose and down around my ankles. She saw me staring at the beautifully proportioned nakedness of our daughter and she could easily tell how delighted I was to be finally seeing, for the first time since Jill was a little girl, the complete girl instead of a clothes-rack that lived at our house.
"Jill could see that I really went for the way she looked. She gave me a cute smile and said, 'Gee, dad, I guess I look a little different than I did the last time you saw me this way, huh? If you want to touch anything, don't worry, I don't break. Mom will guarantee that, won't you, mom?'
"Joana was all the way naked by that time and she sat back down on the couch and tugged at my jockey shorts, which was the only thing I was still wearing. She said, 'Why are we all standing up? This isn't a dance, you know. Both of you sit down here with me and relax."
"Jill and I did as she said and then when Joana winked at her and pointed to the other side of me she flounced down beside me and left me surrounded. Joana said, 'Davy, don't you think it's kind of silly to keep your shorts on when the front of them is sticking out so much it's about to ravel the threads? Come on, Jill, let's work together."
"Each one put a hand on the waistband of my shorts and as they yanked them off over my feet I felt a brand new feeling of freedom. It seemed to me like time had been dragging on and on ever since the three of us walked into this den. But now that I was as naked as they were, and my cock was ramrod stiff in front of me, I knew things were going to change.
"Jill was talking downright slutty now and her mother was encouraging her in it. She looked at my hard prick and said, 'Come on, mom, you get to play with it any time you want to and I never have before. Let me do the honors, okay?'
"Joana smiled and nodded, 'Only if you promise not to ruin it for us. If you and I are careful we can both get a lot of mileage out of this nice hard thing."
"I knew I had to be damn careful or I'd shoot off too quick like I did up in the bedroom when I was playing possum. I said, 'Wait girls, I've got a better idea. You've got me so damn hot and horny that if either one of you touches it it's liable to explode and disappoint you. Just both of you take it easy and lean over here like this ... that's the way ... I think we'll all have a lot more fun if you'll let me do the fingerwork and leave my cock out of things for a while."
"Joana was already snuggled up against my right side with her breasts crushed against my arm, and her legs folded primly beside her on the couch. Jill took advantage of my offer by pivoting on her trim little ass and swinging her legs over my lap. This left her cradled in my left arm with her thick, sweet smelling hair against my face and the entire expanse of her evenly tanned body upturned in front of me. Joana reached into my lap and gently ran her fingers down the lower part of Jill's legs.
"For a few seconds things seemed kind of mixed-up and ... well, sort of competitive to me. But the girls were so relaxed about things that I soon realized that all three of us could do anything we wanted to the others and that we all three wanted the same thing-to thoroughly and fondly caress each others' naked bodies.
"I reached past my wife's hand on Jill's lower leg and started rubbing up and down her thighs from her knees to her hips and all the way up to her navel. She squirmed like a drunken fish in my lap and my wife nodded approval at the pleasure I was giving her. I circled Jill's fully packed tit with my free hand and my wife snuggled across my lap and began rubbing her cheek against the smooth surface of Jill's long, shapely legs. She grinned at me and looked at where my hand was and I had an intuitive feeling what she wanted to do and thought it was beautiful.
"I kept kneading Jill's fat tit with my left hand but with my right hand I began to toy with the fleecy black curls in her groin. She stretched sinuously and she shamelessly raised her crotch higher in response to our touch. As Joana rubbed her face back and forth along Jill's leg, crawling farther over my lap and getting closer every minute to Jill's black triangle, I ran my fingers deep into the thick black muff and at last gave her what she'd been wanting.
"Joana saw a quick flick of erotic desire pass across Jill's face as my fingers touched the wetness below the curls. She winked at me and pushed her face all the way up to our daughter's gradually warming crotch. Jill looked past her lovely big jugs down to her pussy to see what was going on there and when she saw my hand beginning to slowly frig her, as her mother's face faded into the curly hairs, she gave a long weak sigh and lay back as limp as a rag doll.
"Soon I felt Joana's tongue on my finger and I guided her through the moist folds of Jill's inner slit until I felt my fingertip touch that taut little nubbin of her clit. Joana's tongue, of course, was right behind and as I moved my fingertip on over the top of the clit and stretched the skin tighter to bring it out more in relief against her mellow, rounded mound, I knew that she had her tongue on it and that very soon our daughter was going to begin to get a little crazy.
"Joana began to get kind of hot herself then. I could tell because I smelled the fragrant, musky odor that always wafts up from her cunt. As she continued diligently finger-fucking Jill she managed to work her shapely thighs up onto the other side of my lap from where Jill's ass was supported and soon Joana's tender naked ass was right in my face. Leaning over toward her a bit to help support her, I gave her a few quick hot licks of my tongue right in the crack of her ass. She caught on fast and gave her ass a half turn, which to the delight of us both, positioned her damp pussy within easy reach of my tongue. She glanced up at me from the beautiful black triangle of Jill's pussy, removing her tongue for a few seconds from Jill's clit, and smiled appreciatively at me.
"Our new positions were so easy and stimulating that all three of us began to move in slow, undulating movements which brought our legs and arms into sensuous contact with each other. We had started working on Jill first so it was only natural that she began to approach her orgasm first. Joana and I both heard her grunt deeply and heard her breathing come harder and faster as we avidly continued with our delicious little jobs.
"Joana gave a couple of twitches in her ass that told me she was getting in a good place too, so I gave her a nice little double action by brushing the tip of my tongue past her clit and then darting it deep into the hot, steaming folds of her pussy. It was my turn to be surprised then. I meant it earlier when I told them I didn't want either one of them touching my cock because I had a good idea that I really might shoot off and I wanted to save it In Jill's growing excitement she had started flailing her arms and legs around and when one of her hands brushed past my big hard on she went right ahead and grabbed it. If it would have been earlier in our little session I'd have had to get her hand off fast. But the girls were both coming along so well that I considered Jill's move a stroke of luck and hunched my ass up, a little to let her know I liked it. I sure as hell couldn't have done anything for it, myself, that's for sure. I still had my left hand crammed full of Jill's fat tit and my right one was busy pulling her pussy skin taut so that Joana could give her an extra good licking.
"A nice slow rhythm built up that gradually changed to accommodate all our movements until we seemed to be moving together effortlessly like some strange machine of flesh bent on a design known only to itself. I knew that Jill had the best view of what was happening because her head was up high, while both Joana's and mine were buried deeply and wetly in the soft fragrant folds of a burning pussy.
"Jill began to make a new noise then, a kind of a whimpering little sound that seemed to spark both Joana and me to a faster pace together. My tongue was flitting across the wet tip of her clit a mile a minute and I could tell by the juicy sounds coming from our daughter's hot little cunt that Joana must be doing the same there.
"All the time this heavy tongue action was taking place the kid was jacking me off to the same rhythm that we'd begun several minutes before.
"I felt the hot sap rise in the base of my cock and knew I was going to blast out my load any second. Jill was still whimpering but now the noise had gone higher and it sounded more like a whine. Joana heard me breathing fast and hard like a bellows and she knew what it meant. She gasped out, 'Go on, honey! Let it come, let it come!'
"I didn't really know if she was talking to me or to Jill but since we were both apparently about at the same place it didn't make any difference.
"I was the first to go and as I felt the hot sperm catapult from the head of my prick I heard Jill and Joana making terrible gasping sounds mixed with little shrieks. I knew Joana was getting her cookies because I heard her make that noise a thousand times before and since Jill's hot little cunt had been on the verge of exploding for several minutes I was sure that she must be getting hers too. There was a quick, rowdy jostling among all our bodies. I felt both girls fall off the edges of my lap and I raised my head from Joana's pussy to see them lying on their backs, their juicy fat tits heaving heavily as they recovered from their orgasm.
"For several minutes all of us just lay there without moving a muscle and finally I got off the couch and turned on the TV to a football game. They both looked up in surprise and Joana said, 'My God, Davy, didn't you get enough action here with us?'
"I told her that that was just the problem-I'd gotten so much action from the two of them that I wanted to watch the football game to relax myself.
"The girls lay there for a half hour or so and then Jill suddenly jumped up and went upstairs. In a minute she came back and kneeled over Joana who was still relaxing on her back. She said, 'Here, mom, I have two things for you. One is the big drink of scotch you always like after we suck each other off.
"Joana drank a couple of big shots from the glass and said, 'Thanks, honey, what's the other one?'
"Jill delightedly fell forward and stuck her nose right between Joana's thighs. She said, 'The other thing is a suck-off job for you because of how nice you were in getting dad to join in with us in our little games."
"My cock was limp as a piece of wet spaghetti but when I had watched Jill at work between her mother's legs for just a few minutes I felt some of the pep come back. The football game was still going on behind me but I wasn't watching it any more. There was a better spectator sport going on right there in the room. I suppose I got more enjoyment out of it when I was doing it with them, but I discovered right away that there was a certain very special delight in just watching.
"The kid was a beautiful sight from the back as she bent her head low into Joana's crotch. She had her knees spread wide apart to give herself good leverage on the tile floor and I could look up ahead of the beautiful golden-tanned cheeks of her ass and see two taut, hard-nippled tits swinging below her as she burrowed in farther. A couple of minutes later Joana had another climax.
"During the next couple of weeks we did all kinds of stuff together. We figure as long as we keep it cool and don't blab to everybody we know, we can keep it up. I read a lot these days about 'swingers' and 'wife-swappers' and all kinds of people like that. I don't know what it is you call us but it must be something besides 'swingers' or 'wife-swappers'. We have our own little thing going here and we don't want to swap with anybody."
The relationship among Davy, Joana and Jill is one that is likely to be much less enduring than they envision. There are a few problems which will almost inevitably have to be faced in a situation of this kind.
One is the comparative immaturity of Jill. The girls who were the subjects of the four preceding case histories all had rather serious problems of one kind or another with their parents. Because of this, they all anticipate a time when they will no longer be under the yoke of what they consider their parents' domination. In some cases this will be beneficial to them and in other cases it will not. Jill's situation, however, is of a different nature. Since she has virtually no problems connected with relating to her parents it is un-likely that she looks forward to the day when she will leave the family. It is quite probable that when that day arrives Jill will be unprepared to cope with the world away from the protective bond of her family.
Another major problem is one involving a dichotomy of interests. No matter how satisfying she finds her parents sexually or even emotionally, it is almost a foregone conclusion that they will not be able to share the social and cultural interests of their daughter. Yet those of her own age, with whom these pursuits will be naturally consistent, will not be able to establish a sexual-emotional relationship with the girl because of the fact that in Jill's life it is her parents who occupy this position. She will be lucky if she recognizes this and seeks a way out before it is too late.